Loud, outgoing, somewhat obnoxious, weird, and to be honest I’m too hungover to really answer this right now.
Oh, and in addition, why Blaziken has “backwards facing knees.” Those are its ankles, like all birds. It is digitigrade. Please stop.
According to my inbox, which Pokémon type I should draw next =/= every nameable Pokémon in the national dex.
Wow, you’re unbelievable. Happiness has nothing to do with notes on a drawing on tumblr, that’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard. Sure, I’ve met some incredible people over the years, and done amazing things, and I have many great opportunities ahead of me and I’m extremely privileged, but happiness doesn’t come from popularity on the internet or great days in the past, or money. If you believe meeting my idol or whatever is enough to make me truly happy and content with my day-to-day life then you are very ignorant. It doesn’t matter if you’ve met a famous person or not when you’re curled up on the bathroom floor at 1am and entirely alone with the irrational and incessant thoughts that just keep beating down and down and down. Great opportunities become meaningless when you’re walking through your cold grey town and feeling every eye watching and judging you almost as much as you analyse and judge yourself, drowning underneath the endless waves of self deprecation. Even if you have the most amazing friends and family, if you have every material thing you’ve ever wanted and all your dreams have come true, you still cannot block out sadness once it has burrowed its way into your head. This message really pissed me off
Wow, this message and the blog response was one of the most unnecessarily insensitive things I have read in a while, especially when comparing Kate’s situation to a vast amount of others. Sadness should never be compared; it is a natural human emotion that manifests from a variety of factors to varying degrees. More often than not we don’t know why we feel sad, we just do and wallow in the splendor of self-loathing until it eats us away. It is an all-consuming emotion that drains the colour away from the once-vibrant things around you. It makes enjoyable tasks seem like a bleak chore. It becomes a monotonous, self pitying cycle that tears a void in your heart and leaves you feeling nothing but worthless and empty.
Thus it is so infuriating seeing people trying to ask ‘why’ someone is so sad or trying to justify why someone should/should not feel sad, simply because of what they have in life and what they have achieved. I am more than certain that Kate would feel grief and sadness beyond all measure if she saw such painful and harrowing photo, but there was absolutely no need to bring that up in response. When someone is sad, comparing their situation to seemingly more tragic situations pushes them even further into the abyss of sorrow and pity. It makes the person question their emotions and if they should feel that way, and ultimately if it’s ‘right’ to feel that way. It is this judgmental attitude towards sadness that pushes people into the dark, into the vicious cycle known as depression; one that cannot simply be escaped because all the good things in their life have apparently been brought to reason. No, it is that attitude that drives people to self-harm and suicide during a time where they needed help and support the most. A time where they question and doubt their sadness as much as you do and constantly beat themselves up for it in a vain attempt to understand and heal.
You claim that Kate has the right to her emotions, and yet your rebutal is concluded by sugar-coating Kate’s life and then comparing it to the death of a father and his son. That is not only insensitive to both parties, but is also exceptionally rude, cruel, disrespectful and heartless. Kate justified the feelings of her sadness in an eloquent, honest manner and yet in order for you to seek relation to such motions you write a message laced with spite, malice and envy. Congratulations, you have not only pissed off Kate but a severe amount of others who have experienced sadness and depression throughout their lives and are tired of having our emotions ‘justified’ by our life privileges.